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Introduction

You ever hear a song that feels like it’s looking you square in the eye, asking the questions you’ve been dodging in the quiet moments? That’s what “Are The Good Times Really Over” does to me. It’s not just a melody—it’s a conversation, raw and real, like catching up with an old friend who’s seen the world change too fast. This song’s got a ache in its bones, a longing for days that felt simpler, when the air smelled like possibility and the nights stretched out forever.

Picture this: it’s the kind of track that’d hum through a dusty jukebox in a roadside diner, or crackle out of a beat-up radio while you’re driving with the windows down, chasing the horizon. The lyrics—they hit like a memory you didn’t know you’d buried. They’re not preachy, but they make you wonder: have we let the best parts of life slip through our fingers? It’s got this bittersweet sway, a mix of steel guitar and a voice that’s lived a thousand stories, pulling you into a place where nostalgia and reality wrestle it out.

What gets me most is how it doesn’t just wallow—it fights. There’s a spark in there, a stubborn little ember that says maybe the good times aren’t gone for good, maybe we’ve just gotta find ‘em again. It’s the kind of song that’d make you turn to your buddy mid-chorus and say, “Man, remember when we used to…?” And then you’re both grinning, lost in some half-forgotten summer night. That’s its magic—it doesn’t let you give up. It’s a call to hold onto what matters, even when the world’s spinning too damn fast.

So, yeah, this isn’t just a song—it’s a feeling. A question. A kick in the chest that says the good times might still be out there, waiting for us to catch up. What do you think—when’s the last time a song made you feel like that?

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Lyrics

I wish a buck was still silver
And it was back when country was strong
Back before Elvis and before Viet Nam war came along
Before the Beatles and “Yesterday”
When a man could still work and still would
Is the best of the free life behind us now?
And are the good times really over for good?
Are we rollin’ down hill like a snowball headed for hell
With no kind of chance for the flag or the Liberty Bell
I wish a Ford and a Chevy would still last ten years
Like they should
Is the best of the free life behind us now?
And are the good times really over for good?
I wish coke was still cola
And a joint was a bad place to be
And it was back before Nixon lied to us
All on TV
Before microwave ovens
When a girl could still cook
And still would
Is the best of the free life behind us now?
And are the good times really over for good?
Are we rollin’ down hill like a snowball headed for hell
With no kind of chance for the flag or the Liberty Bell
I wish a Ford and a Che